AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 782 - 359 The Secret of the Music Box_2

Chapter 782: Chapter 359 The Secret of the Music Box_2

"Uh..." Lin Yi looked uncomfortable, with a bitter smile, "Don’t scare me, Old Mo..."

"You..." Old Mo tried to say something several times, but swallowed his words back, "Forget it, your existence has already gone beyond my understanding... Be careful on your own when you go back, although I really don’t want to break my word, it seems there are quite big issues with you."

"If you see that little girl again, try to ask for some clues..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi couldn’t help but marvel, "Really?"

Old Mo nodded gravely, and then said something that almost choked Lin Yi: "After getting the information, try all means to record it, so that those who come later can add it to the corresponding rules in time... to avoid harming others."

Lin Yi’s face darkened.

It’s not brotherhood, you are sure that I won’t survive, trying to maximize my value, huh...

"What exactly is that little girl? Is she that terrifying?"

"I told you I don’t know, but you should know, the things even I am unaware of... those are the real terrors," Old Mo said, "When you see the Night Watchman later, if there’s a chance, I can help you ask about the situation."

"Night Watchman?" Lin Yi was startled, the term ’Night Watchman’ appearing here was more reassuring than a lifeline, in the Art Building area, these three words meant absolute safety.

Because once there arises a situation even the Night Watchman cannot ensure safety, then it truly becomes a matter of life and death, each to their own fate.

"Old Mo, are you saying... there’s a Night Watchman above the Bell Tower?"

"What else do you think Mu Daxian is doing at the Bell Tower? By himself, wouldn’t going to the Bell Tower be seeking death?" Old Mo retorted.

Lin Yi thought internally that weren’t you implying from the start that ’Mu Daxian is seeking death’, but of course, he kept silent.

"That guy heard something related to ’Night Watchman’ from somewhere and has been trying to find a way to become a ’Night Watchman’... This time he probably went with that purpose in mind."

"’Path to becoming a Night Watchman’, can an Art Student become a Night Watchman?"

"Theoretically, there is no subordinate path to becoming a Night Watchman, even for a Security Guard, who is closest in supernatural traits to a Night Watchman, there is actually no interaction between them," Old Mo shook his head, "Night Watchman... is a completely independent path, theoretically anyone who meets the criteria can become a ’Night Watchman’, a Security Guard can become a Night Watchman, but it doesn’t mean a Security Guard is subordinate to a Night Watchman..."

"Any identity can be subordinate to a Night Watchman."

"However, so far, only old Night Watchmen have fallen, there has never been a new Night Watchman born..."

"In the history of Black Moon Outpost, there have been a total of six Night Watchmen, at one time there were a maximum of four Night Watchmen guarding the Black Moon Outpost at the same time, during that period, Black Moon Outpost was impregnable."

"When the campus was established, and Black Moon Outpost was rebuilt into the Art Building, only three Night Watchmen remained."

"Theoretically, that’s because there are three ’Night Watchman’ positions vacated in the campus, which would be why Mu Daxian went in search..."

"Speaking of which, last year, there seemed to be someone who wanted to explore this path, but died miserably and involved many Sports Students..."

"Inside the Art Building area, every time there’s a Grey Mist Invasion, Night Watchmen must concentrate all their strength to prevent Angels from descending..."

"Art Teachers then use ’Light’ to try to prevent the Sneering Angel and Nocturnal species from infiltrating the Art Building..."

"And the Art Students split into different teams, some forming matrix reinforced layers in different areas of the Art Building like those in the lobby, some lead seedlings to refuge, and some confront those utterly distorted Zealots..."

"Of course, the path I’m taking you on, you won’t encounter those kinds of Zealots, the level of contamination here is the lightest in the entire Art Building..."

"Because of the Night Watchman?" Lin Yi asked.

"Smart." Old Mo said, "Although the domain of the Night Watchman doesn’t cover here, still very few dark and evil things dare to offend this place."

"That’s not right, Old Mo, aren’t there many nocturnal species lurking outside the door?" Lin Yi raised the question, "The moment the door was opened just now, those creatures swarmed in."

"They dive into any hole they see, and by the time their instincts sense something is wrong, it’s already too late to run," Old Mo explained, "Even if I don’t kill them, they wouldn’t survive here, but if I don’t kill them, they would annoy us by frantically biting."

"We’re almost there..." Old Mo said, shifting his focus ahead.

In the depths of the corridor, a secluded iron door gradually appeared in the dim vision.

The wind seeping through the door gently swayed the sign hanging on it, occasionally making a crisp "clang" sound, while the returning wind wreaked havoc in the world behind the door, emitting "woo-woo" sounds, like someone crying.

"Anyway, I’m not very clear about some things, whether it’s dangerous or not, we better ask the Night Watchman, of course, the Night Watchman might not help us," Old Mo spoke as he already reached the iron door.

Getting closer, Lin Yi noticed that there were some carved lines on the iron sheet, resembling some ancient symbols.

Old Mo gently touched the iron sheet, muttering, "This is a maxim from the ’Iron Law of the Night Watchman,’ meaning roughly, ’Tower of No Bell, dazzling Netherworld Light, sound booming far across the nine seas and beyond wilderness.’

"’Tower of No Bell’?"

"No bell, no end, start nor finish... this is the creed strictly adhered to by the Night Watchman, from that almost unrecorded time of the unknown, guarding until some day in the future..."

"No beginning and no end..." Lin Yi murmured to himself, softly touching the iron sheet.

"Ding!"

As his palm touched the iron sheet, a crisp sound echoed in his mind, followed by a second, then a third...

"Ding! Ding! Ding..."

It was like someone in a cave hammering on an iron sheet, rhythmically compelling Lin Yi’s fingers to unintentionally tap lightly on the iron sheet.

Just then, his vision flickered unexpectedly, and in that intersecting light and shadow, he seemed to see a scene...

He saw a gaunt figure forging something by a furnace; with every strike, new marks appeared on the iron sheet. His attention slowly focused on the iron sheet, only to find the carvings gradually getting rusty, as if weathered by countless years.

Soon, the iron sheet in front of him looked exactly like the one he currently saw.

He was slightly startled and suddenly realized he had already come out of the Phantom Vision, and just happened to have his face close to the iron sheet...

"You’re so close... do you recognize this script?" Old Mo asked.

Lin Yi shook his head: "I don’t recognize it."

He didn’t mention the vision of the blacksmithing gaunt figure; after all, that scene... seemed to be merely a scene.

Old Mo didn’t ask further, and started figuring out how to open the door.

Meanwhile, Lin Yi pondered, of all the Phantom Visions, this one felt least threatening, of course, and also had the least amount of information...

"This is really strange..."

Just at that moment, Old Mo slowly pushed open the door.

"Creeeek—"

Accompanied by a grating, ear-piercing scraping sound, this rusty, heavy iron door was slowly pushed open...